*left arm is limp* I'm not going to the infirmary.
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Thread Topic: *left arm is limp* I'm not going to the infirmary.
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*arm is actually covered in blood and some skin is torn a bit* I said I'm fine.
Nyru:*rumbling from his throat* Anri go now.
No.
Rose: she isn't going to listen to you. -
Anri.:I
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*stiffens, sees heph and tries to hide my arm* Nothing is wrong.
Nyru:*reaches over and grabs my arm* really? You getting in a fight with one of the nine wasn't the smartest thing for you.
Rose: Nyru! -
Wait what? Slow down. What happened?
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pheonix_pharaoh NewbiePheonix] um.... I smell blood.....
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*hisses when he grabs my arm, but doesn't move*
Nyru: one of the council of Nine was planning on fighting another one of the members and Anri stopped him, but only caused herself to be injured.
Rose; hm. -
That's beautiful. Good going, Anri.
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*pulls my arm away from his hand, eyes flash red and fire swirls around me* Shut up! I'm trying to keep order!*storms off*
Nyru:*mutters* nice going.
Rose:*slaps him* shut up idiot you're of no help either. -
Well I'm sorry I'm not a very considerate person now let the man fix your arm.
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*is not there anymore cause I stormed off. :P*
Rose: Nyru you know why Anri is like that...
Nyru: yes, but they both are dead, so she can deal with it. -
*f--- you anri*
Wait what who's dead. -
*love you too~*
Nyru: None of your..
Rose:*interupts him*Celia and Marco, they were Anri's friends when she was at the Night Circus for a while...
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*sitting near a lake with my arm in the water* -
Hm..
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Kita: *young man with wild light brown hair and blue eyes, large gray owl wings lands on ground nearby, tilting head as Anri* You okay? -
Nyru: they were also in a game, where one had to kill the other.
Rose: and...they couldn't do that, they loved each other so much and well...they are ghost now that haunt Anri. They usually visit the day they died.
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*jumps, pulls my almost healed arm out of the pond* I'm fine. Who are you?
*snickers* whoo are you.) -
Oh...god...
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*tucks wings again back, tilts head, clothes are tattered and old, obviously travels a lot* Does it matter? Names are pointless when we'll probably never meet again. *smiles*
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